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To Make a Long Story Longer – Evidence

At 1:18 into this song, Evidence proclaims “but never been to therapy, for me that’s rap”. This line provides a simple yet astute reflection on how therapy can take many forms, and speaks specifically to the therapeutic power of rap/Hip-Hop . Evidence has stated in interviews that the album this song is on, “Weather or Not”, was written over a period of time in which his wife was diagnosed with stage 3 breast cancer, just a few months after the birth of their first child. When understood in this context, the message becomes all the more poignant.


The Neuroanatomy of Freestyle Rap

An interesting article exploring the findings of an experiment in which 12 rappers were connected to an fMRI machine in order to monitor what happened in their brains as they freestyled (improvised, unplanned/unwritten rapping). From a therapeutic perspective, one of the aspects which stands out the most is the finding that “in order to turn on their creative flow, the rappers had to switch off their inner critic.” For anyone who has ever dealt with crippling self-doubt and/or negative self-talk, the therapeutic potential this points to is significant.

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Golden Piano

 

   Ovrkast

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Frustratin
To believe the mouths of the hatin
Patiently watin
To see me fall
But May’s weather never leaves or withdrawals
I’ll be in the brawl
Toughin it out
Pluggin the tub from a drought
Above all levels no doubt
Ima make it or break it
Take it or leave it
I’m a champion, so pledge your allegiance
And when trouble gets a hold of my soul
Things get cold
But I still know through struggle I grow
Another to quote, greatest ever, something they wrote
But not on a stone
I roll with the punches and flow

[Hook]

Imma make it
Yeah, I made it
Hit the keys while I’m talkin
You related

Yeah, I made it
Yeah, I made it

Imma make it
Yeah, I made it
Hit the keys while I’m talkin
You related

Yeah, I made it
Yeah, I made it

[Verse 2]

He rearin to go
Rarity
No parody
No scaring me
You barely even touchin the moon
I’m on mars with the bars
While you struggle to move
Any competitors
Eleven, twelve, a dozen or two
I take em all down the hatch
Fresh cluckin the coops
You rushin to lose
Pushing snooze
Wake up to your destiny
Stop tuggin, cut loose
Next time you see me
I’ll be up in the booth
In front of success
I’m done sittin, snuggin caboose
No huggin only swingin
And you buggin if you thinkin
That I’m sneakin
Know I’m full force gunnin from defeat
What a treat
Im the one who made the beat
Peace

[Hook]

Imma make it
Yeah, I made it
Hit the keys while I’m talkin
You related

Yeah, I made it
Yeah, I made it

Imma make it
Yeah, I made it
Hit the keys while I’m talkin
You related

Yeah, I made it
Yeah, I made it

Yeah, I made it